The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

"Concubine Li is imprisoned in the cold palace? Who is Concubine Li? From what you said, what kind of childhood misfortune did the fourth prince have?" Ji Nanfeng was curious, and asked the fifth prince in front of him.

"This is not a place to talk." The third prince lowered the corners of his eyes, glanced around this small place, and smiled inexplicably.

"Tell me about it." Ji Nanfeng muttered, thinking for a while that it should be some kind of harem rivalry, the shortened content of the ending of a certain concubine in an eighty-episode TV series.

But when this fact happened near him, he could guess what it was, but he couldn't restrain his prehistoric power, and wanted to break the casserole and ask the bottom line to satisfy the gossip in his body.

"The third brother is right. Why don't you go to my palace? The second brother hasn't seen you younger brothers for several days, and he can't sleep all night." The person with the pen at the end of the pen, feeling bored, turned away while talking and laughing.Heishui followed behind him, and he wanted to follow the master.

The second prince didn't go to Tianyin Temple, so most of the things are unknown, so there are indeed many incidents that need to be told to him while taking this opportunity.

"Catch up on the old days, let's talk about things. Mo Ling wants to ask the second brother for a cup of good tea." Mo Ling only spoke at this time, he pointed to the slightly protruding part of Xi Mojiu's clothes, and lowered his voice: "Little Guys can't wait."

"What little guy? The old nine has it. Ha ha ha!" Even if the third prince got out of the pit, he immediately forgot the pain of falling, a typical scar that heals and forgets the pain.

A cold arc like a blade was drawn across the corner of his mouth, Xi Mojiu clenched his fist and said lightly, "Third brother, say it again."

"I have my second brother! Just kidding, the Mulinsen brothers can only make small jokes between each other to strengthen the brotherhood." The third prince hid behind the second prince, using the second prince as a shield, trying to reverse the air-conditioned situation.

"Jiu'er, stop bullying third brother." Mo Ling said.

"Old Ninth, listen to how sensible your younger siblings are!" The third prince seemed to have found a bosom friend, and with the support of one more person, his tone became firm.

Mo Ling smiled at him, the gleam in his eyes made the third prince have a bad feeling, so Mo Ling continued: "You have to be considerate of third brother's lonely family, I think it's because we love each other and envy you. Third brother likes children, I can't find a good relationship to bear a child for him, so why not rush and say a few words."

The third prince blushed, and choked out a sentence from embarrassment: "It's not a family, don't go into a family! Do you want to go to the second brother's place? I'll go first. It made the spoiled empress unhappy, rewarded dozens of boards, and her ass blossomed!"

The third prince walked forward childishly, before waiting for Mo Ling and the others, the third prince didn't take a few steps, and there was a burst of laughter from behind.

A group of people left as soon as they said they would, and after a few steps, there was a black shadow behind him that remained motionless. Mo Ling turned around to see who was left behind.

"What's wrong?" Xi Mojiu stopped with him and followed Mo Ling's gaze.

"He's not one of us? The clothes look the same as the guards behind the second brother."

"He belongs to the second brother." As for Heihuo, Xi Mojiu has seen it since he was a child.He could see clearly that what Hei Huo gave to his second brother was not only loyalty, but also other self-evident emotions.

As for the things that the second brother gave... Xi Mojiu took Mo Ling and left. The royal family has too much helplessness. Difficult.

When he came to the Prince's Palace, the Second Prince asked someone to make a pot of tea and serve him several plates of delicious snacks. Normally no one would eat the snacks, but the purpose of the preparation was only for Xi Mojiu's acting.

The second prince's news was slow to update, no one told him about Xi Mojiu, Mo Ling, and Ji Nanfeng taking off their vests together.

Xi Mojiu sat upright and took a sip of tea. The second prince raised his eyebrows in surprise. He opened the folding fan and had an idea: "Old Jiu, have you confessed to your siblings?"

"En." Xi Mojiu's expression remained unchanged.

"It's not just Lao Jiu who confesses, he revealed all the secrets." The third prince sipped his tea, winked and said, "Second brother, if you are not in Tianyin Temple, it will be the biggest loss in your life!"

"I'm confused, who has the secret? Um... the younger siblings and Nanfeng? Tell me, what have I lost?" The second prince was confused, forgot to drink the tea he brought up, his hands were shaking After shaking, the tea overflowed and splashed on his fingers.

Holding the ceramic cup with two fingers, the third prince drank tea in a calm and unhurried manner. The second prince said in a low voice that he was not allowed to show off.

It was not enough to just say it, and gestured with his hands in the air, which made the second prince stunned for a while, unable to believe his words.

"Siblings and Nanfeng are gods and men?" The second prince asked doubtfully.

It's because of the Arabian Nights that the second prince said, people can't believe it all, but dare to say this in front of the parties, if you really want to say that there is no connection, it can't be justified.

"It's not surprising that it's a small ability." Mo Ling said modestly. The description of the third prince is a bit exaggerated than the reality, but it's not much worse.

"Daddy, when is it my turn to play? I'm almost suffocated in my father's clothes." June communicated with Mo Ling depressedly.

After only half a day, it really missed freedom, and anxiously hoped that Xi Mojiu would release it and throw it on the table, waiting for it to run freely.

"Jiu'er, put June on the table." Mo Ling said to Xi Mojiu after the telepathic contact was over.

"The little mouse is here?" Apart from Mo Ling and Xi Mojiu, the third prince and June are the most familiar here.

It's been a long time since I saw the cute June. He really misses that chubby little mouse. At least being with him can escape reality and share the pain of sympathy.

Xi Mojiu's hand reached into his clothes, and he didn't need to pick out the mouse. A certain mouse consciously climbed into his palm and hugged his fingers, afraid that Xi Mojiu would regret throwing it down.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi." Little feet touched the smooth tabletop, and June Peas' eyes sparkled.

"June, you can talk." Mo Ling patted its head, and June squinted comfortably.

"Hi everyone." The soft childish voice said shyly, and June covered her face with her little paws.

"..." Second Prince

"..." Fifth Prince

"..." The third prince

"Has your mouse become a spirit?" Ji Nanfeng asked in disbelief.

"June is not a mouse! June is a chipmunk, June belongs to daddy, father's...is daddy's little treasure." June clenched her fists and protested, her small yellow die threateningly Ji Nanfeng.Defend your dignity as a noble chipmunk.

There is a posture that if you call me a mouse again, I will fight you desperately.